Kunci: C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I shall proceed,
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and continue to rock the mic
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Verse 2
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Just think, what if you could just,
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just blink yourself away?
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Jeff X can rock the mic with tooth decay
I be the 5 foot 7, residing at the Mecca,
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rest address in south section
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Used to cut class in the
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infinite pursuit of ass
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Back in eighty-six
Easy Easy with the chicks,
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I was a chocolate boy
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Raised in the cellar with the
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rhythm like Ella
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Walking mega-trife streets
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to the subway where I lay
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Til the train stop, then a nigga hop
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Used to do the pop dance
to the Planet Rock
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At the block party everybody
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jocked (who me?)
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It's the MC sucka niggas envy
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I got my con tract in 1993 and
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I shall proceed
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Am
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Verse 3
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I shall proceed, and
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con tinue to rock the mic
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Verse 4
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I wake up early in the morning,
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I mean early afternoon
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Break a lyrical hymn of the stem like boom
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I'm flyer when I'm higher put
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my shit up on a tomb
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That nigga represented
on the 28th of June
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I'm representing Philly on the 28th of June
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I can make you feel that I'm
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a surreal cartoon
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With my pistol in the face of hip hop,
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stick it for papes
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Because I'm on a paper chase,
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yes I'm on a paper chase
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My Timberlands are fully laced I be
the Mr. Boogeyman
With records from 125th to Japan
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I let them play like Donny Hathaway and shake a hand,
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shake a hand
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Your lady tried to kick it, but
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I couldn't play my man
My niggas is my niggas ya see
she didn't understand
I shake your hand and shit'll hit the fan,
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just think
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Just think, what? What if you could, just blink,
what?
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Just blink yourself away?
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As I proceed
Verse 5
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I shall proceed, and con tinue to rock the
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mic
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Verse 6
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Malik B get on the mic yo there's too
much on my mind (say what?)
Malik get on the mic,
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there's too much on my mind
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Johnny on the spot,
got the rhythm and the rhyme
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Fucking with The Roots,
you know them niggas is the dime
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I can make a hundred yard line start to dash
I can make a whole lake of fish start to splash
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I can make Conan and the Titans clash
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And I could Metallica and Guns
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'N Roses crash
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Used to smash crash parties
like I was disturbed
Used to make plots against
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the herringbone herb
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But now, all I do disperse the verb
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And like a nerd I can make you say,
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"He's superb"
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Worded perfect,
never ever shall you misinterpret
I move styles like bowels so now
you know I'm worth it
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Dir ect from Philly,
the lands where niggas scheme
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So you know I got the sheen in my gleam
Verse 8
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I shall proceed, and continue to rock the mic
Outro 1
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